Chapter 627
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Longcheng, people's Park, zhoulaobieyuan.
Lu Chuanfeng's eyes flashed a touch of blood red. He forcibly broke the territory and promoted it to the realm of saints. A towering pressure scattered and swept like a roaring sea, trying to swallow Yang Ping who was like a huge wave boat.
Yang Ping's face was dignified and had to sigh.
Whether there are too many saints today, even if the Li family sends Li CHENFENG, Lu Chuanfeng forcibly breaks the barrier in order to kill him.
Old Zhou was stunned and ecstatic.
He is not a saint, but he understands that the throbbing from the trembling of his soul must come from the realm of transcendence, and only saints can do so in the world. It was an unspeakable but wonderful realm, and the feeling could not be external humanity. But it really exists.
"Yang Ping, you're dead!" Zhou Zhanlong narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.
For tomorrow's high school, he is willing to pay any price, although this kind of payment is incomprehensible, because as one of the top leaders of the military, he has a strong influence and doesn't have to rush for a while.
But Zhou Zhanlong himself knew that his life was only three days and he could not wait any longer.
So he asked Yang Ping to find himself and prepare for a snare.
Dr. J is unreliable, but Lu Chuanfeng has become the strongest dependence. A saint, killing Yang Ping is like crushing an ant. It's too simple. Zhou Zhanlong began to fantasize about the moment of rebirth. It was wonderful.
Only Yang Ping was indifferent to Lu Chuanfeng, and his eyes were full of pity.
Yang Ping is the first person in the world who dares to show mercy to the sage, but he has enough reasons.
Lu Chuanfeng constantly improved his momentum. Looking at Yang Ping's eyes, he was cold and said in a cold voice: "Yang Ping, you can't imagine that I can break the environment. Because of obsession, I am eternal. My is the way of obsession."
The cold and killing machine filled the air.
Lu Chuanfeng felt unprecedentedly strong, even beyond any previous feeling.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and the thunder flashed.
The ultimate strength, the ultimate body and the ultimate spirit. When all the directions go to the ultimate, they will be extraordinary and achieve the realm of saints. Lu Chuan's heart is excited. His mind is no longer on Yang Ping, but on the distant capital, a place where dragons and tigers leap.
"Do you have any last words?"
After breaking the boundary, Lu Chuanfeng has completely changed into a person, and his temperament is floating. There seems to be an eternal way under his feet, which runs through all the time and exists forever. His breath, branded in the void, will never die.
Yang Ping lost his smile. Instead of imaginary fear, he was calm. He shook his head and said, "you're too worried."
Lu Chuanfeng smiled grimly and shouted with the anger of the Sage: "die hard, Yang Ping, you will die today, and no one can save you!"
"If you kneel down and confess, I can keep your whole body, or I can use countless ways to make your life worse than death."
"You have no choice."
Word by word, but full of the momentum recognized by heaven and earth, he is exclusive. He has an invincible momentum. This is the sage. Endless energy emerges in the body. The body is a bridge. Heaven and earth are inexhaustible.
"Do you have any last words?" Yang Ping asked.
Zhou Zhanlong was stunned and thought he had heard wrong. At this time, Yang Ping could still talk and laugh. He had to admire it. If he was someone else, he was afraid to speak under the authority of the sage. Fortunately, Lu Chuanfeng didn't target him, otherwise he would kneel down.
This is the horror of saints.
"Talk big!"
Lu Chuanfeng looked at him piteously and said, "you and I are no longer at the same level. It's meaningless to be wordy. Let's go. The young master will wait for you there."
He raised his hand to arouse eternal obsession and wanted to kill.
But instead of dodging, Yang Ping pointed to the sky and asked, "do you know where this is?"
Lu Chuan said with a cold smile: "my field, I am the master."
Yang Ping looked at him like an idiot, shrugged and said, "it's really stupid, so I'll show you what this is?" he took out a token with a special mark, flashing a cyan light and smiling.
Lu Chuanfeng squinted. Suddenly, he seemed to see the token clearly. His face changed dramatically. He looked up fiercely. The sun set. The earth was calm, but there was great fear. Although he is a saint, he feels afraid in this silence.
Longcheng, Mrs. Zhu.
Lu Chuanfeng finally remembered that this place still belongs to Longcheng and Mrs. Zhu's territory.
Without hesitation, he turned and left.
If you leave Longcheng, you still have the hope of killing Yang Ping, but if you stay in Longcheng, you can disappear. No one knows better than him that Mrs. Zhu has no mercy on those who break the rules, even if he is a subordinate of the military God.
When a token comes out, heaven and earth change color.
Yang Ping relaxed and appreciated Lu Chuanfeng's embarrassed figure.
He soon, like a lightning bolt, wanted to rush out of the city wall and leave the dragon city.
But no matter how fast, you can't escape the punishment.
The token disappeared.
A beautiful shadow appeared in front of me, floating in white, dreamlike, as if it were a legend between illusion and reality, flying away at any time. She did not release the sage breath like Lu Chuanfeng, but the depression of her soul was far more than Lu Chuanfeng.
Like spring breeze and rain, moisten things silently.
Mrs. Zhu took her hand and caught Lu Chuanfeng.
Lu Chuan's heart was ecstatic to leave Longcheng and become a saint. It was not casual, because when he achieved, a saint must die in heaven and earth, leaving a position to be promoted, and he just seized the opportunity to succeed.
"Junshen, Mrs. Zhu, when I become stronger, you are just my stepping stones."
He wants to leave Longcheng and start his own business.
Poof!
He crossed the city wall and was about to leave. Suddenly, he found a higher city wall in front of him, standing all over the sky, with no way to go. Lu Chuanfeng roared, "break it for me!" his eternal obsession turned into a sharp sword and stabbed the wall.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
No matter how Lu Chuanfeng attacks, there is no way to break it. That wall is the heart door. It can't be seen and separated.
He fell to the ground, looked at the sky in horror and cried, "madam, I'm a subordinate of the God of the army. Please let me live in the face of the God of the army, and I will repay you in the future."
There was no response, only the rumble of the sky.
Lu Chuanfeng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, his face was ferocious, and he said angrily: "Zhu Xue, you bitch, I'm promoted to a saint, why don't you leave me. I'm leaving the Dragon City, do you hear..."
A big hand flew in.
blot out the sky and cover the sun.
Mortals seem to see a black cloud in their eyes. They think it's going to rain in Longcheng, so they speed up their steps to go home.
The dark cloud, the palm of my hand, oppressed me.
Lu Chuanfeng was helpless. He looked at the darkness in despair, and then closed his eyes painfully. He was angry, unwilling, and even full of resentment, but there was nothing he could do. The gap is too big, not a level.
Boom!
There was a light rain in Longcheng, and then it became a heavy rain, which was very majestic.
The thunder was particularly loud over the people's Park, as if a sky thunder was hanging. Zhou Zhanlong muttered to himself, "how could it be, sage? Why did he die?" he pressed all his hopes on Lu Chuanfeng, who became a saint, but he didn't expect that everything would be empty in the end.
Yang Ping silently experienced the heavy rain in Longcheng. Instead of taking shelter from the rain, he stood in the rain and experienced the sadness of a saint leaving.
This is the day to cry.
He sighed at last and turned away.
He was not interested in Zhou Zhanlong because someone would stop him. Yang Ping believes in that person, so he has never worried about tomorrow's high school.
Zhou Zhanlong sat on the ground and muttered, "it's over, it's really over..."
Liao Zhi hurried forward, helped Mr. Zhou and shouted at Yang Ping, "Yang Ping, you are a soldier and disobey the military order. How can you be worthy of the country and the leader."
Yang Pingmeng turned back with golden eyes and said coldly, "if soldiers are just tools for some people, I'd rather be evil people." after that, he left the foolish Liao Zhi and decided to leave.
Looking at Yang Ping's back, his voice was still ringing in his mind.
Liao Zhi looked blankly and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, are we wrong?"
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Longcheng, people's Park, zhoulaobieyuan.
Lu Chuanfeng's eyes flashed a touch of blood red. He forcibly broke the territory and promoted it to the realm of saints. A towering pressure scattered and swept like a roaring sea, trying to swallow Yang Ping who was like a huge wave boat.
Yang Ping's face was dignified and had to sigh.
Whether there are too many saints today, even if the Li family sends Li CHENFENG, Lu Chuanfeng forcibly breaks the barrier in order to kill him.
Old Zhou was stunned and ecstatic.
He is not a saint, but he understands that the throbbing from the trembling of his soul must come from the realm of transcendence, and only saints can do so in the world. It was an unspeakable but wonderful realm, and the feeling could not be external humanity. But it really exists.
"Yang Ping, you're dead!" Zhou Zhanlong narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.
For tomorrow's high school, he is willing to pay any price, although this kind of payment is incomprehensible, because as one of the top leaders of the military, he has a strong influence and doesn't have to rush for a while.
But Zhou Zhanlong himself knew that his life was only three days and he could not wait any longer.
So he asked Yang Ping to find himself and prepare for a snare.
Dr. J is unreliable, but Lu Chuanfeng has become the strongest dependence. A saint, killing Yang Ping is like crushing an ant. It's too simple. Zhou Zhanlong began to fantasize about the moment of rebirth. It was wonderful.
Only Yang Ping was indifferent to Lu Chuanfeng, and his eyes were full of pity.
Yang Ping is the first person in the world who dares to show mercy to the sage, but he has enough reasons.
Lu Chuanfeng constantly improved his momentum. Looking at Yang Ping's eyes, he was cold and said in a cold voice: "Yang Ping, you can't imagine that I can break the environment. Because of obsession, I am eternal. My is the way of obsession."
The cold and killing machine filled the air.
Lu Chuanfeng felt unprecedentedly strong, even beyond any previous feeling.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and the thunder flashed.
The ultimate strength, the ultimate body and the ultimate spirit. When all the directions go to the ultimate, they will be extraordinary and achieve the realm of saints. Lu Chuan's heart is excited. His mind is no longer on Yang Ping, but on the distant capital, a place where dragons and tigers leap.
"Do you have any last words?"
After breaking the boundary, Lu Chuanfeng has completely changed into a person, and his temperament is floating. There seems to be an eternal way under his feet, which runs through all the time and exists forever. His breath, branded in the void, will never die.
Yang Ping lost his smile. Instead of imaginary fear, he was calm. He shook his head and said, "you're too worried."
Lu Chuanfeng smiled grimly and shouted with the anger of the Sage: "die hard, Yang Ping, you will die today, and no one can save you!"
"If you kneel down and confess, I can keep your whole body, or I can use countless ways to make your life worse than death."
"You have no choice."
Word by word, but full of the momentum recognized by heaven and earth, he is exclusive. He has an invincible momentum. This is the sage. Endless energy emerges in the body. The body is a bridge. Heaven and earth are inexhaustible.
"Do you have any last words?" Yang Ping asked.
Zhou Zhanlong was stunned and thought he had heard wrong. At this time, Yang Ping could still talk and laugh. He had to admire it. If he was someone else, he was afraid to speak under the authority of the sage. Fortunately, Lu Chuanfeng didn't target him, otherwise he would kneel down.
This is the horror of saints.
"Talk big!"
Lu Chuanfeng looked at him piteously and said, "you and I are no longer at the same level. It's meaningless to be wordy. Let's go. The young master will wait for you there."
He raised his hand to arouse eternal obsession and wanted to kill.
But instead of dodging, Yang Ping pointed to the sky and asked, "do you know where this is?"
Lu Chuan said with a cold smile: "my field, I am the master."
Yang Ping looked at him like an idiot, shrugged and said, "it's really stupid, so I'll show you what this is?" he took out a token with a special mark, flashing a cyan light and smiling.
Lu Chuanfeng squinted. Suddenly, he seemed to see the token clearly. His face changed dramatically. He looked up fiercely. The sun set. The earth was calm, but there was great fear. Although he is a saint, he feels afraid in this silence.
Longcheng, Mrs. Zhu.
Lu Chuanfeng finally remembered that this place still belongs to Longcheng and Mrs. Zhu's territory.
Without hesitation, he turned and left.
If you leave Longcheng, you still have the hope of killing Yang Ping, but if you stay in Longcheng, you can disappear. No one knows better than him that Mrs. Zhu has no mercy on those who break the rules, even if he is a subordinate of the military God.
When a token comes out, heaven and earth change color.
Yang Ping relaxed and appreciated Lu Chuanfeng's embarrassed figure.
He soon, like a lightning bolt, wanted to rush out of the city wall and leave the dragon city.
But no matter how fast, you can't escape the punishment.
The token disappeared.
A beautiful shadow appeared in front of me, floating in white, dreamlike, as if it were a legend between illusion and reality, flying away at any time. She did not release the sage breath like Lu Chuanfeng, but the depression of her soul was far more than Lu Chuanfeng.
Like spring breeze and rain, moisten things silently.
Mrs. Zhu took her hand and caught Lu Chuanfeng.
Lu Chuan's heart was ecstatic to leave Longcheng and become a saint. It was not casual, because when he achieved, a saint must die in heaven and earth, leaving a position to be promoted, and he just seized the opportunity to succeed.
"Junshen, Mrs. Zhu, when I become stronger, you are just my stepping stones."
He wants to leave Longcheng and start his own business.
Poof!
He crossed the city wall and was about to leave. Suddenly, he found a higher city wall in front of him, standing all over the sky, with no way to go. Lu Chuanfeng roared, "break it for me!" his eternal obsession turned into a sharp sword and stabbed the wall.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
No matter how Lu Chuanfeng attacks, there is no way to break it. That wall is the heart door. It can't be seen and separated.
He fell to the ground, looked at the sky in horror and cried, "madam, I'm a subordinate of the God of the army. Please let me live in the face of the God of the army, and I will repay you in the future."
There was no response, only the rumble of the sky.
Lu Chuanfeng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, his face was ferocious, and he said angrily: "Zhu Xue, you bitch, I'm promoted to a saint, why don't you leave me. I'm leaving the Dragon City, do you hear..."
A big hand flew in.
blot out the sky and cover the sun.
Mortals seem to see a black cloud in their eyes. They think it's going to rain in Longcheng, so they speed up their steps to go home.
The dark cloud, the palm of my hand, oppressed me.
Lu Chuanfeng was helpless. He looked at the darkness in despair, and then closed his eyes painfully. He was angry, unwilling, and even full of resentment, but there was nothing he could do. The gap is too big, not a level.
Boom!
There was a light rain in Longcheng, and then it became a heavy rain, which was very majestic.
The thunder was particularly loud over the people's Park, as if a sky thunder was hanging. Zhou Zhanlong muttered to himself, "how could it be, sage? Why did he die?" he pressed all his hopes on Lu Chuanfeng, who became a saint, but he didn't expect that everything would be empty in the end.
Yang Ping silently experienced the heavy rain in Longcheng. Instead of taking shelter from the rain, he stood in the rain and experienced the sadness of a saint leaving.
This is the day to cry.
He sighed at last and turned away.
He was not interested in Zhou Zhanlong because someone would stop him. Yang Ping believes in that person, so he has never worried about tomorrow's high school.
Zhou Zhanlong sat on the ground and muttered, "it's over, it's really over..."
Liao Zhi hurried forward, helped Mr. Zhou and shouted at Yang Ping, "Yang Ping, you are a soldier and disobey the military order. How can you be worthy of the country and the leader."
Yang Pingmeng turned back with golden eyes and said coldly, "if soldiers are just tools for some people, I'd rather be evil people." after that, he left the foolish Liao Zhi and decided to leave.
Looking at Yang Ping's back, his voice was still ringing in his mind.
Liao Zhi looked blankly and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, are we wrong?"
Longcheng, people's Park, zhoulaobieyuan.Lu Chuanfeng's eyes flashed a touch of blood red. He forcibly broke the territory and promoted it to the realm of saints. A towering pressure scattered and swept like a roaring sea, trying to swallow Yang Ping who was like a huge wave boat.Yang Ping's face was dignified and had to sigh.Whether there are too many saints today, even if the Li family sends Li CHENFENG, Lu Chuanfeng forcibly breaks the barrier in order to kill him.Old Zhou was stunned and ecstatic.He is not a saint, but he understands that the throbbing from the trembling of his soul must come from the realm of transcendence, and only saints can do so in the world. It was an unspeakable but wonderful realm, and the feeling could not be external humanity. But it really exists."Yang Ping, you're dead!" Zhou Zhanlong narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.For tomorrow's high school, he is willing to pay any price, although this kind of payment is incomprehensible, because as one of the top leaders of the military, he has a strong influence and doesn't have to rush for a while.But Zhou Zhanlong himself knew that his life was only three days and he could not wait any longer.So he asked Yang Ping to find himself and prepare for a snare.Dr. J is unreliable, but Lu Chuanfeng has become the strongest dependence. A saint, killing Yang Ping is like crushing an ant. It's too simple. Zhou Zhanlong began to fantasize about the moment of rebirth. It was wonderful.Only Yang Ping was indifferent to Lu Chuanfeng, and his eyes were full of pity.Yang Ping is the first person in the world who dares to show mercy to the sage, but he has enough reasons.Lu Chuanfeng constantly improved his momentum. Looking at Yang Ping's eyes, he was cold and said in a cold voice: "Yang Ping, you can't imagine that I can break the environment. Because of obsession, I am eternal. My is the way of obsession."The cold and killing machine filled the air.Lu Chuanfeng felt unprecedentedly strong, even beyond any previous feeling.He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and the thunder flashed.The ultimate strength, the ultimate body and the ultimate spirit. When all the directions go to the ultimate, they will be extraordinary and achieve the realm of saints. Lu Chuan's heart is excited. His mind is no longer on Yang Ping, but on the distant capital, a place where dragons and tigers leap."Do you have any last words?"After breaking the boundary, Lu Chuanfeng has completely changed into a person, and his temperament is floating. There seems to be an eternal way under his feet, which runs through all the time and exists forever. His breath, branded in the void, will never die.Yang Ping lost his smile. Instead of imaginary fear, he was calm. He shook his head and said, "you're too worried."Lu Chuanfeng smiled grimly and shouted with the anger of the Sage: "die hard, Yang Ping, you will die today, and no one can save you!""If you kneel down and confess, I can keep your whole body, or I can use countless ways to make your life worse than death.""You have no choice."Word by word, but full of the momentum recognized by heaven and earth, he is exclusive. He has an invincible momentum. This is the sage. Endless energy emerges in the body. The body is a bridge. Heaven and earth are inexhaustible."Do you have any last words?" Yang Ping asked.Zhou Zhanlong was stunned and thought he had heard wrong. At this time, Yang Ping could still talk and laugh. He had to admire it. If he was someone else, he was afraid to speak under the authority of the sage. Fortunately, Lu Chuanfeng didn't target him, otherwise he would kneel down.This is the horror of saints."Talk big!"Lu Chuanfeng looked at him piteously and said, "you and I are no longer at the same level. It's meaningless to be wordy. Let's go. The young master will wait for you there."He raised his hand to arouse eternal obsession and wanted to kill.But instead of dodging, Yang Ping pointed to the sky and asked, "do you know where this is?"Lu Chuan said with a cold smile: "my field, I am the master."Yang Ping looked at him like an idiot, shrugged and said, "it's really stupid, so I'll show you what this is?" he took out a token with a special mark, flashing a cyan light and smiling.Lu Chuanfeng squinted. Suddenly, he seemed to see the token clearly. His face changed dramatically. He looked up fiercely. The sun set. The earth was calm, but there was great fear. Although he is a saint, he feels afraid in this silence.Longcheng, Mrs. Zhu.Lu Chuanfeng finally remembered that this place still belongs to Longcheng and Mrs. Zhu's territory.Without hesitation, he turned and left.If you leave Longcheng, you still have the hope of killing Yang Ping, but if you stay in Longcheng, you can disappear. No one knows better than him that Mrs. Zhu has no mercy on those who break the rules, even if he is a subordinate of the military God.When a token comes out, heaven and earth change color.Yang Ping relaxed and appreciated Lu Chuanfeng's embarrassed figure.He soon, like a lightning bolt, wanted to rush out of the city wall and leave the dragon city.But no matter how fast, you can't escape the punishment.The token disappeared.A beautiful shadow appeared in front of me, floating in white, dreamlike, as if it were a legend between illusion and reality, flying away at any time. She did not release the sage breath like Lu Chuanfeng, but the depression of her soul was far more than Lu Chuanfeng.Like spring breeze and rain, moisten things silently.Mrs. Zhu took her hand and caught Lu Chuanfeng.Lu Chuan's heart was ecstatic to leave Longcheng and become a saint. It was not casual, because when he achieved, a saint must die in heaven and earth, leaving a position to be promoted, and he just seized the opportunity to succeed."Junshen, Mrs. Zhu, when I become stronger, you are just my stepping stones."He wants to leave Longcheng and start his own business.Poof!He crossed the city wall and was about to leave. Suddenly, he found a higher city wall in front of him, standing all over the sky, with no way to go. Lu Chuanfeng roared, "break it for me!" his eternal obsession turned into a sharp sword and stabbed the wall.Unfortunately, it's useless.No matter how Lu Chuanfeng attacks, there is no way to break it. That wall is the heart door. It can't be seen and separated.He fell to the ground, looked at the sky in horror and cried, "madam, I'm a subordinate of the God of the army. Please let me live in the face of the God of the army, and I will repay you in the future."There was no response, only the rumble of the sky.Lu Chuanfeng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, his face was ferocious, and he said angrily: "Zhu Xue, you bitch, I'm promoted to a saint, why don't you leave me. I'm leaving the Dragon City, do you hear..."A big hand flew in.blot out the sky and cover the sun.Mortals seem to see a black cloud in their eyes. They think it's going to rain in Longcheng, so they speed up their steps to go home.The dark cloud, the palm of my hand, oppressed me.Lu Chuanfeng was helpless. He looked at the darkness in despair, and then closed his eyes painfully. He was angry, unwilling, and even full of resentment, but there was nothing he could do. The gap is too big, not a level.Boom!There was a light rain in Longcheng, and then it became a heavy rain, which was very majestic.The thunder was particularly loud over the people's Park, as if a sky thunder was hanging. Zhou Zhanlong muttered to himself, "how could it be, sage? Why did he die?" he pressed all his hopes on Lu Chuanfeng, who became a saint, but he didn't expect that everything would be empty in the end.Yang Ping silently experienced the heavy rain in Longcheng. Instead of taking shelter from the rain, he stood in the rain and experienced the sadness of a saint leaving.This is the day to cry.He sighed at last and turned away.He was not interested in Zhou Zhanlong because someone would stop him. Yang Ping believes in that person, so he has never worried about tomorrow's high school.Zhou Zhanlong sat on the ground and muttered, "it's over, it's really over..."Liao Zhi hurried forward, helped Mr. Zhou and shouted at Yang Ping, "Yang Ping, you are a soldier and disobey the military order. How can you be worthy of the country and the leader."Yang Pingmeng turned back with golden eyes and said coldly, "if soldiers are just tools for some people, I'd rather be evil people." after that, he left the foolish Liao Zhi and decided to leave.Looking at Yang Ping's back, his voice was still ringing in his mind.Liao Zhi looked blankly and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, are we wrong?"
